The funniest thing was when by older brother visited us last October from Japan. He is a sailor and he met my wife for the first time, who told him a lot of Snake stories when I was not at home on the first day. He listened to her diligently and formally as it was their first meeting. And it is true that we have encountered snakes innumerable times on these islands. We have found them inside the house a few times too. This was all told to my brother. On the third day of his arrival, after a tiring day touring places, my brother had more than his usual quota of vodkas and was coming to the dinner table when he screamed so loud in panic, that I panicked and rushed to him. I laughed my guts out because a toy snake which was coiled around the clock had inadvertently fallen on him as he banged the door a little too strongly. He scolded us, caught his breath and laughed with us and asked for another drink.

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